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Chefs, Keep Your Heat In The Kitchen, Not On The Lists

It started on Facebook. One day my newsfeed was filled with chefs and bartenders asking for votes. It was the end of the year, and one of the food blogs had just posted a raft of entreaties to “Vote for your favorite new restaurant!” and “Vote for the best bartender!” Everyone in the restaurant industry was asking friends to vote. At least those categories were based on food.

But the contest that pushed me over the edge was named “The Hottest Chef.”

Not hot as in “rising star” or “making great food.” No. Hot as in good looking. Hot as in, “This Category Has Nothing To Do With Food.”

I couldn’t believe who was asking for votes. A lot of respected chefs — grown men, mostly — who, in my opinion, could really benefit from putting their noses down and concentrating on their cooking, were asking to be picked as the best looking boy or girl at the food prom.

I was an awkward kid and got over the struggle to be popular at a pretty young age. By the time I was 16 I was working in kitchens with adults, and that provided me with perspective: Cooking is about what you do, not what you look like. Cooking is a craft, and it requires attention and dedication. And just as in any artistic profession, if your goal is fame, you aren’t going to achieve your potential.

For chefs, staying hot requires keeping cool

These lists: Best New Restaurant, Best Restaurant, Best Chef, Hottest Bartender, Best … Hottest … They not only diminish the restaurants and the people working in them, but they cannibalize the authority of the publications that produce them.

Just five years ago, the local paper in Portland, where I own two restaurants, printed a Restaurant Guide that readers could keep all year long. Now it’s hard to discern the difference between the annual guide and the monthly “listicles.” With so much pressure to create more lists, the public’s attention is constantly retrained on the restaurants that are new and “hot,” not necessarily the restaurants that are good.

The best dining in any city is often at that place that has existed for years. In Portland, Caffe Mingo has been turning out delicious rustic Italian food for over a decade. They hit the mark in a way that only a restaurant that has honed its craft for years can do. They haven’t been on a list in years.

Accolades also interfere with restaurant performance. At my restaurants, Toro Bravo and Tasty N Sons, we have always relied on word of mouth. When we get singled out for what we do, I have a meeting with my staff to prepare for the backlash: diners who will be upset their place has been discovered, diners who will be unhappy with the uptick in wait-times. Of course we have our Restaurant of the Year award on display — it’s in the bathroom.

There are better ways for chefs and restaurants to get attention than to beg their friends to vote for their Hotness online:

Come out swinging! Put everything you can into the craft and service. The people who fill your seats Monday through Thursday are regulars and industry. If you pay attention to craft, they will keep coming.

Spend more time thinking about the best tomato, and less time thinking about the best write-up. Don’t ask for coverage before your restaurant is ready for the glare. You can’t seek out the public’s attention and then complain if you get reviewed “too soon” — so wait, get it right, and then reach out.

Keep your mind-set on Year 6, not Month 6. If you work on the craft at the start, you might get to Year 6. At that point, think about a cookbook (“The Toro Bravo Cookbook” is coming this fall), but in the meantime, keep some of your powder dry so that you can bring in new customers when you aren’t the Next Big Thing.

Photo: Restaurateur John Gorham. Credit: David L Reamer photography

Zester Daily Soapbox contributor John Gorham is the culinary driver behind iconic Portland restaurants Toro Bravo, Tasty N Sons and the highly anticipated Tasty N Alder. Gorham has worked in such influential kitchens as Citron restaurant and Chez Panisse in San Francisco and was a partner in the opening of Viande Meats & Sausage and Simpatica Supper Club in Portland. This fall, Gorham's imprint moves to the literary realm with the release of "The Toro Bravo Cookbook: The Making, Breaking and Riding of a Bull," published by McSweeney’s. John has two daughters and is married to the love of his life, Renee.

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Comments

Charlotte

on: 2/5/13

Thanks for this post, Chef! I am a female chef who is definitely not "hot" in the looks department. I have short hair and a wiry frame. I have been mistaken for a male many times and while it has bothered me from time to time I'm more proud of what I've accomplished. I am proud to say I've continued learning new and better ways to cook. I love that while I've not gotten any national accolades I've improved my craft and the way I live my life overall. While a James Beard award would be nice, I'll be more proud to say that I've grown and fed people well when it's all said and done.

T-bone

on: 2/5/13

I'd be curious to know John's take on the flame war going on over at Eater regarding this article. A few people have laid the claim that it is a bit hypocritical to publish an article that name drops your businesses, awards, and popularity, all while claiming not to seek press, and chastising those that do. Seems like a pretty fair critique. Also, should chefs really take themselves so serious as to not allow for some occasional levity?

PDXNTV

on: 2/10/13

There's no "flame war" going on that I could find. There are seven comments at EaterPDX: one is a link to this editorial, one's a double-post and the first comment appears to be an earlier version of the double-posted comment. Finally, one comment is reposted, and is the one and only comment so far, on the Oregonian's blog post about this piece. Big whoop—or am I missing something?
And T-Bone, check your reading comprehension. "(W)ait, get it right, and then reach out" doesn't sound like Gorham's chastising those who seek press… just those who do so prematurely and possibly for the wrong reasons.